Date: Mon, 17 Jul 2023 12:10:22 -0400
From: G Poe <atlghole@gmail.com>
Subject: A Good Boy Gives and Receives (Gay/Encounters)

Wanna hear a story?

A client loves to talk about his exploits. He recanted how he hooked up
with a guy and had a great time. He only used a few descriptors, but they
were pretty unique; I was able to find the hot trick pretty quickly.

We had already been chatting, but he lives far from here.

Last night we connected and he was everything my guy said he would
be. Mature, handsome, lean, direct, and hung.

   His instructions were to undress at the door and find the bedroom where
he'd be waiting. He was on the bed in a relaxed pose: back leaning on the
headboard, legs parted, penis erect. In the dim light, I caught a glimpse
of his feet. I put my bellybutton on the corner of the bed and sank down
until my knees were on the floor, lips just in range of his left foot.

I slipped my tongue between his big toe and the long toe--exploring and
getting the toes wet. He was moaning and enjoying this, so I put all of his
toes in my mouth. Then I switched to the other foot, never letting my
shoulders rise about the level of his hips. I may be doing the work, but
he's in charge and I know it.

   As the tension builds, I move up to lick behind his knees then into his
groin. The space between his balls and thigh smelled so good. I soaked one
side, then the other with an extended stay in his taint. His hips were
gyrating slightly as I gained the courage to put his dick in my mouth. It
was almost wide enough to touch both sets of molars simultaneously. And it
was long enough that it was past my Adam's apple before my nose nuzzled
into his shirt trimmed pubes.

   He held my head still while pleasuring himself with my throat; exposing
the best lube (imho). The deeper he went, the more viscous the spit. By and
by, he pulled me off his dick and pushed my shoulders into the bed;
instinctively, my ass went up. He slapped my hole with his hard cock to get
some of the spit spread around the hole

   He genuinely seemed to enjoy rimming me until we felt the sigh of
relaxation that signaled a shift from preparation to exhilaration. After a
few attempts, he was able to straighten the once crooked pathway that leads
to pleasure. So deep, but slow. Then shallow, but fast. Always teasing the
inner ring, until it finally gave way.

I knew he wouldn't last long once his balls were slapping mine. He came so
deeply in me, with a deep throaty growl, that I needn't worry about
staining my shorts on the long ride home.

After a few more appreciative strokes, he slowly pulled out and offered me
a clean wash cloth and a bottle of cold water.

While I was getting dressed in the hall, we made idle talk. Then he
surprised me:

Would I prefer a Klondike bar or a mochi treat for being such a good boy?

I melted.

I didn't even know I liked that kind of praise. Turns out I do.

I chose the mochi and ate it with pride on my way home 😉

But wait! There's more...

On the ride home, I talked on the phone with a long distance friend for
about an hour. He is stressed about an upcoming move. Once home, I began
idly looking at a hookup site while we were chatting.

   I found a 5'4" guy at a nearby hotel. He was a little sketch, but looked
like fun. I took an 1/8th of an ed correction medication and made my way to
his room. He said he would be blindfolded; but when I arrived, he had a
full hood on. A cute red jock strap that framed his ass and narrow hips in
a way that may be lost on the rest of us.

   He said that he wanted to be used, everything was on the table, and that
he hadn't gotten off in 5 days. So I spit on his hole and slowly worked the
girth of my cock head into his tight pucker. His head rolled from side to
side as his eyes (I imagined) rolled into the back of his head. Slow
swallow strokes that teased the opening and were followed by fast, violent,
deep strokes that caused him to alternate between morning and whimpering.

When he thought I couldn't get deeper, I took him firmly by the shoulders
and pressed the rest into him.

   At some point, I must have cum, as my dick was softening in his hole.
When he smelled the cum, he perked up. He put his fingers deep in his hole
then brought them to his nose and inhaled deeply. He repeated the gesture,
but this time smeared the cum on my hole. Thankfully, he wasn't as long as
the previous suitor. He was considerably more turgid and a touch wider. He
fucked like a crackhead: violent and erratic. It was breathtaking. Over the
course of the next hour, he shot four thick loads into me.

My guts are a little bruised today, but I have a good story to tell.